Sunday, February 24, 2013

Title: IntoxicationDate: 07/29/01Setting: Life after college--summer between first and second post-college jobForm: Free verse

As I opened the drawerTo put away my clothesI found your shirtfolded neatly among my ownI pausedand sat back on my legsI stretched out my handtouching the fabricsuddenly I felt you nearI drew the shirt from its spotheld it up to my faceand I could feel your touchgently brushing my cheekbreathing deeply inI could tasteyour soft sweet kissClinging to your shirt tightlyI stoodSlowly with my eyes shutso I might hold onto your imageI slipped out of my clothesand into your shirtI longed to feel youagainst my bare skinI spent the day cuddledin your shirtWhen night fellI crawled into bedstill wrapped in your shirtjust so that I mightwake up next to youAnd as I lay thereready to drift offI felt extraordinaryand amazingAnd I knewI was intoxicatedby you

About Me

I am a walking oxymoron. I am quiet and shy, though anyone who has been around me for a while would scoff at that description. I despise being the center of attention, yet I get up in front of a classroom full of students and perform daily. Logic rules my world, but my creative half occasionally stages an uprise.